Ingo comfort cuddles? Reader had a rough day and all they want is to be held for a little while (please and thank you, and no rush. Take all the time you need to get through other things first.)
(Take 2)
Your job was not the best in the world but for some reason all the stops had been pulled out to make your day the worst it has ever been. Entitled customers were the norm, but not unhinged ones that called the authorities when they did not get their way. What followed was lots of screaming, questioning and you being kept long after your shift had ended.
You looked at your phone as you left to see several messages from Ingo asking where you were. You should have been home an hour ago. You shot a quick message to him to let him know you were headed home before making the trip toward your abode.
Walking into the apartment, you were met with the smell of something familiar. The rustling of bags in the kitchen caught your attention. You walked in to see Ingo removing take out boxes from a paper bag. He looked at you sheepishly.
“Ah! You’re home!” He grabbed a pack of cutlery and handed you a box. “They kept you late so I figured something may have happened. You don’t have to tell me about it. I imagine it was stressful, so I ordered from your favorite restaurant. No dishes to worry about. Just relax and let's watch a movie or something.”
You took the box gratefully. The smell of the food made your mouth water. It was enjoyed in the living room. A blanket and a small pillow nest was set up. Almost like an indoor picnic. Ingo sat beside you, quietly listening as you vented to him about what had happened. His face contorted in various expressions as you explained the absurdity of the incident. He nodded, seeming to understand.
“There’s no end to the foolishness sometimes.” He chuckled. “We’ve had plenty of people like that. Officer Jenny came to know us on a first name basis at one point.”
The food was finished, and the containers set to the side for the time being. You laid cuddled up to Ingo’s chest on the floor as the movie you had playing in the background rolled its credits. He kissed your forehead. “If there’s anything I can do to make future days like this better, let me know. I absolutely know how it feels when nothing goes your way some days…”
You nodded. You thought about it, but nothing more could make a bad day better than Ingo’s sweet nature. You Rubbed your face into his chest. He wrapped his other arm around as if he knew exactly what you were asking for.
“Just rest. I’ve got you.”
You didn’t realize how much tension was in you as your body suddenly relaxed at that moment. Almost like his words had caused your muscles to unclench by magic. You could feel your eyes getting heavy. Ingo didn’t wake you or disturb you. He held you silently as you drifted off to sleep to the sound of his breathing.
“I love you, dearest...”